Trapped

A poem

Photo by Ludovica Dri on Unsplash

I don’t belong in with this kin
Causing chaos all the time.
Unwanted, unloved, unimportant,
I’m trapped within myself
with no way of escape.
I long for freedom from my captors,
to stop from being their puppet any longer.
I wonder how it feels to have free will,
abolished for me many moons passed.
Who am I? What am I?
A perception? A dream? An illusion?
Invisible, unseen, unknown
hiding my face behind a mask of a hardened heart.
I…